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My heart

It's been a long time, my heart,

since we last spoke.

You've got more cracks.

"There is a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in." - Uh huh.

My heart, what have you done now?

Lost your way in search of happiness?

Come home, travelling's not good for you.

All right, enough poetics. You always thought you were the greatest poet. You're not. You're just sad.


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